My Writing...(couldnt find a category 2 put it in)

I'm so tangled in thought,
I try to scrawl them down on paper,
But all i get is this dreadful drivel,
I hate this style, the way i write.
I wasn't born to write,
Yet i force my mind to screw round with words all night long.
Sure i can write poems, and sure i can write stories,
That doesn't mean any of its good.
People keep telling me that I'm good at this sort of thing,
But i have been gullible at times
I'm sick of all the lies.
You know I'm bad so just tell me!